Chapter 11 - Am I a protagonist?

Arya and Hermione made their way towards the dungeons for their first potions class. As they were walking Hermione asked Arya about the weird titles of her and Daphne. Arya sighed and then explained to her the situation. To say Hermione was shocked is an understatement if her face was anything to go by. Arya could feel the pity in her eyes and a tick mark appeared on her forehead.

Arya- " Please just leave it Mione, I don't need or want your pity the situation is just how it is. My grandparents suck and being a Pure Blood is not all sunshine and roses it's fine. I will stay on my path to master what interests me and those old fossils can stuff it for all I care. Come on we need to hurry."

Hermione simply nodded and they continued on their way. Once the arrived at class they saw it was mostly filled already but found a table for the two of them. Arya smiled and waved at Draco who nodded back. Then Professor Snape noticed the late arrivals.

Snape - " Ahh if it isn't the great Transfiguration Transcendent herself. Tell me Rosier do you feel that your ability trumps school rules and you can show up whenever you want to my class?"

The room grew silent and the students looked on in confusion, class had not started yet so Arya was not really late, just later than the rest. Arya's face turned crimson and she muttered out an apology.

Snape - "Speak up Rosier, I will have no idiotic muttering in my classroom. Now sit down and kindly BE QUIET. 10 points from Ravenclaw for your tardiness to my class."

Arya just looked down at her fumbling hands and sat down. She looked over at Draco and saw him trying to reassure her with a smile and a wink before returning his attentions to Professor Snape.

Snape - "There will be no foolish wand-waving or silly incantations in this class. As such, I don't expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art that is potion-making. However, for those select few... Who possess, the predisposition... I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory, and even put a stopper in death"

The class took down the notes and then the class carried on where Snape had them prepare a cure for boils potion. Hermione could see that Arya's eyes were glazed over after Snape had a go at her and squeezed Arya's hand before giving her a smile. Arya felt a warm feeling overcome her at Hermione's kindness and lost the depressive aura that was surrounding her. Hermione smirked seeing her friend come back to her senses. They continued to brew the potion and Hermione was surprised to see that Arya was not struggling with a simple potion but let her take the lead anyway.

Hermione whispered "From what Daphne said I figured you would be struggling more in this class"

Arya - " Don't mind her she is just basking in the fact her potions ability is far superior to mine, that doesn't mean I am not capable of something as basic as a cure for boils potion."

Snape - "5 points from Ravenclaw for disturbing my class you two. Get to work."

A tick mark appeared on Arya's forehead again as it was clear that Snape was picking on her. The other students in the class had also been talking amongst themselves but Snape didn't say a word to them. Arya thought to herself ' if this continues, I am going to think Snape targeting me means I am a protagonist in this world..."

Arya and Hermione stopped speaking and just continued on their work with the potion. At the end of the class when the students were handing over their potions, Snape was grading them. Thankfully there was no Neville Longbottom in this class so no explosions took place. Arya felt a bit let down at this thought but moved on from it.

Snape - " 10 points to Slytherin for such a fantastic first attempt at brewing Mr Malfoy, keep up the good work. Ahh lets see what our resident genius of Transfiguration pulled off shall we. Hmm barely passable but I guess I expected too much from you Ms Rosier."

Arya gritted her teeth as she knew the potion her and Hermione brewed was as good as Draco's but she just sighed to herself and thought 'damn I am a main character in this world after all'

Arya and Hermione left the class to head to Lunch in the great hall when Draco stopped them.

Draco - " Hey Ary, I am sorry for my godfathers treatment of you. I have no idea what he has against you as your from a Most Ancient and Noble House as well and he usually treats them much better in his class even if they are not necessarily Slytherins."

Arya - "Don't worry about it Draco, he is probably pissed I am a Ravenclaw and not a Slytherin like the majority of my family, I am curious on how he will treat Daph and Theo now that they are Gryffindors and not Slytherins like their families. I am truly shocked at some of the placements from the sorting hat. Tell me what is Ronald Weasly like? I thought all their family were Gryffindors yet he seemed smug at the fact he is a Slytherin."

Draco gritted his teeth and said " he is an absolute twat, going on and on about how he is just like his mother who was also a Slytherin..."

Before he could continue he was interrupted by the same Ronald they were talking about.

Ron - "What is this Draco consorting with mud bloods now are you? And you Ms Rosier, such a let down to your Most Ancient and Noble house aren't you. First you fail to get into Slytherin and now you are bosom buddies with a Mudblood rat like her. Even if she is a bit easy on the eyes. Come Ms Granger let me educate you on how a true Pure Blood is, I will even make you a concubine to my family if you behave well enough."

Before Draco could respond to Rons comments Ron was sent flying at the wall.

Arya - "How DARE You come up to me and act like such a prat weasly, my Honor has been attacked and I will make my family aware of this transgression. Have you the nerve to face me on a dueling field? You insult my friends, use disgusting terms and then insult my family. I may not be at Draco's level in duelling but I assure you I will mop the floor with you."

Everyone was taking aback at what was happening Ron was being held against the wall and Arya was looking at him with murderous intent while her eyes were glowing slightly.